TWIN GIRLS

J and I found out on Friday that Jack's little siblings are girls! Thankfully, they are very healthy and all looks fine. We are still a bit shocked, as I had really assumed that we'd have more boys (I'm not sure why, but I was really certain.....so much for maternal instinct!)

We have been talking to Jack about the twins, he now points to my belly and says, "Babies sleeping," and then kisses them. VERY cute kid we have. He is also astute and knowing when he's getting a time out. When he gets caught these days, he looks at me and says, "No time out, Mama." Hard not to laugh!

36-37 weeks is optimal for twins, which means the week of Christmas or shortly thereafter. More than halfway there!

Send your girl names our way! We have some ideas, but will take suggestions......

Joie de Vivre

Much as I cannnot believe it, our Stinker turns 2 in September! As you can tell, he is embracing the toddler independence with spirit. He is a darling boy (I'm not at all biased).

I was the proud owner of an imaginary friend as a young child, mine took the form of a purple mouse. Where I came up with this, who knows? I had the purple mouse in my pocket until I was around 4, upon which I 'lost' it. I cried and carried on for days. Not much poor mom and dad could do to console at that point. I seem to have passed on the imaginary friend trait to Jack, who constantly shows us "Monkeys," in the closet, in the bedroom, under his bed, sometimes in the kitchen cabinets. Our wonderful nanny thought maybe we had a video or went to the zoo recently, but no. Now that we've told him there are no monkeys inside the house, he is now sadly saying, "No monkeys." I feel we've disappointed him. A trip to the zoo is certainly in order for the weekend. Happy Friday!

The Little Gym

Just a plug for one of our favorite toddler past times, The Little Gym, http://www.thelittlegym.com/. We've been taking our little one since he was a crawler, it's a nice way to meet other families and provides socialization. Jack graduated from "Beast" level (how appropriate for toddlers) this weekend. He's very proud and can do a forward roll with great panache.

Has it been two weeks already?

I suppose that after nearly two years of being a Mama's boy, turnabout is fair play. J has been on the receiving end of much love the last few weeks, I am chopped liver. I am, however, the "Go To" in times of minor injuries and illnesses, so I'll count my many blessings. It is a great joy to see daddy and baby so in love, though.

Last week was rather harrowing at work, let us not dwell on too much, but suffice it to say that in the midst of all the m/a drama a little political problem popped up in the corn fields, landing me with much juggling of egos and explaining to do. It appears to have passed, leaving me more time to obsess about other things, namely the gestation of the twins.

This week is week 17 and necessitates another check up with the doctor this Thursday. (Everyone keep fingers crossed!) In three or so more weeks, we'll have another ultrasound and likely find out the genders. We are all very excited though remaining a bit worried about everything and one. Hopefully, all will be well.

July 30, 2008

Okay, okay, a year later.....not a great blogging record.....

But as of today, I am going to update on a weekly, if not more, basis. While the blog began as a more detailed baby book, now it will be an update on life in the K household as we know it. I'll share our insignificant, but funny, and significant details.

For friends who may not have heard, Jack will be a big brother to twins come this December. He has been kissing pictures of babies in books, here's hoping that he will kiss the real ones! Jack is growing up and has a very funny sense of humor. Yesterday he rummaged through my diaper bag and walked into the living room wearing a diaper on his head and laughing. Gets it from his dad.

The picture is of 'pure joy' and from our mini-vacation in Naples, Florida, Nana's snowbird destination. More later.....

July 18, 2007

To Jack:
I have been wanting to create some sort of memory book for you that supercedes our many photo albums and baby books. While those harken back great memories, they gloss over the details that give life its texture. I think a blog might meet those needs and give you something to look at over time as well.

As I begin the Chronicles of JWK, you are officially 10 months and 3 days old. You have jumpstarted our lives in a way we would have never imagined. We live with far more joy and happiness than before your arrival. We exist on far less sleep as well, but that is a minor inconvenience compared with what you give to us. In order to have a true history built into the blog, at this point in time, Daddy owns his own criminal defense law firm in Belleville and Mommy works as a lobbyist in St. Louis for a large corporation. As a two-career family, we have somewhat harried lives, but we want you to have more opportunities than we did, so we are working with that goal in mind. During the day, your Nanna Jan takes care of you on Mondays and Susan takes care of you the rest of the week as our nanny. I have tremendous guilt and misgivings entrusting you to those other than me, but you are a very happy and healthy guy, so we are not screwing you up to badly. Mommy and Daddy rush home by 5:30 each day to begin what we view as our "real" lives with you! You are our most precious.

We have been working on getting you weaned off your 2:30 a.m. feeding. We did that last week and had great success. For 4 days, you slept through the night. Last night, however, you fell back on bad habits, holding the house hostage from 1:30 a.m. to 3:30 a.m. Daddy and I were despondent. Truly, sleep is the new sex. I finally understand why prisoners of war sign away their rights for the mere promise of uninterrupted sleep. I don't know why it is so hard to get babies to sleep through the night. Perhaps it is just part of their getting used to the world outside of the womb, which could be more jarring than we know? I don't know, but I am willing to fund research on it. Forget funding for the arts, funding for sleep studies! Nonetheless, you finally slept on my chest until our too early wake up call at 6 a.m. and it was blissful to be able to hold you for that length of time. Though tired, I treasure the time that I get to hold you, even if it is in the middle of the night.